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One Wife Is Too Much For Most Husbands To Bear, But Two At A Time There's No Mortal Can Bear.

Were I Laid On Greenland's Coast, And In My Arms Embrac'd My Lass; Warm Amidst Eternal Frost, Too Soon The Half Year's Night Would Pass.

How, Like A Moth, The Simple Maid Still Plays Around The Flame!

If The Heart Of A Man Is Depressed With Cares, The Mist Is Dispelled When A Woman Appears.

Can You Support The Expense Of A Husband, Hussy, In Gaming, Drinking And Whoring? Have You Money Enough To Carry On The Daily Quarrels Of Man And Wife About Who Shall Squander Most?